Needless to say, the form of the scene was that the god of war was injured and lost.

"God of War, I know that your strongest martial arts is not boxing, but military stabbing, take out your best kung fu, and we will have a good fight. Leng Yi slowly took a few steps back and said with a smile.

"It seems that you know me well, and the Xingtian Legion deserves to be the Xingtian Legion. The face of the god of war was very solemn.

Although the fist method is not what the military god is best at, it is not much worse than the military stabbing fighting, looking at this situation, even if the military stab is used to fight, it may not be able to win Leng Yi, and at the same time, the military god is even more jealous of the Xingtian Legion in his heart, and the Xingtian Legion even knows what he is best at kung fu, which can see how powerful the Xingtian Legion is and how amazing the intelligence system is.

At the same time, it can also be seen that the Xingtian Legion is not small in Huaxia, and it is not a good thing for Huaxia. If Leng Yi knew what the god of the army was worried about, Leng Yi would definitely tell the god of war, you really thought too much.

"Xingtian God of War, let's have a good fight today. The military god wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, abandoned all distracting thoughts, and said with a solemn expression.

"I'll tell you, I'm actually best at military stabs. Leng Yi took out the dragon thorn from his body, but Leng Yi's dragon thorn is different from the ordinary military thorn, but is made of a soft metal, but its sharpness is even more amazing, Ou Cheng once said that Leng Yi's dragon thorn is the most perfect weapon among all the weapons he has built.

Looking at the military thorn in Leng Yi's hand, the military god showed a deep love on his face, but he did not have a possessive gaze, as a warrior, he understood that either the best weapon was the most powerful, and only the most suitable weapon for himself was the best.

The military god frowned, a trace of worry flashed on his face, and he understood in his heart that since Leng Yi dared to take out the military stab, it showed that he was very confident in his military stabbing kung fu, and the military stabbing was difficult to learn and even more difficult to understand, but everyone who was good at it was a master among the masters.

Thinking of this, the god of war did not dare to slack off, his right hand flashed, and the next moment, a military thorn appeared in the hand of the god of war, but this military thorn is naturally different from ordinary military spurs, after a special restructuring, the sashimi is dark, the blood groove is more profound, and the military spur is also lengthened, it is definitely the most suitable weapon for the god of war.

"Let's fight. Leng Yi shouted, the person moved with the sound, and the military thorn in his lightning hand stabbed at the military god.

The military god naturally did not dare to show weakness, and the military thorn in his hand also stabbed Leng Yi.

The moment the two military thorns touched, the surging and powerful power erupted from the contact point and surged, and the "Teng Teng Teng" of the military god was hit by the powerful force and retreated three steps in a row, and the soil under his feet could not support the powerful force, and after the footsteps, there were deep foot pits.

Leng Yi was unforgiving, the military thorn in his hand waved, like lightning to the heart of the military god, the military god was worthy of a battle-hardened warrior, instantly stabilized his body, and rushed towards Leng Yi, the two figures were intertwined, the sound of the collision of weapons was constantly intertwined, and there was dust everywhere.

Then, only to hear the military god snort, holding the sword and retreating, the blood was left along the arm, the military god was a little slower after all, and the speed of dodging was not as fast as Leng Yi's attack, and as a result, Leng Yi stabbed a wound on his right arm, directly piercing the entire arm.

Although the wound was bleeding profusely, the military god didn't look at it, but stared at Leng Yi with a solemn expression, holding the military thorn in his right hand and trembling slightly, as if because of the injury, the military thorn was a little unable to hold it.

"God of War, are you okay?" Qin Long asked with concern.

"It's fine, just a little flesh wound. The god of war took a breath of cold air and said.

"God of War, your arm is injured, you lose. Leng Yi said lightly while holding the dragon thorn.

"Although I am injured, I still have the strength to fight again, to tell you one thing, I am best at military stabs, but I am even better at left-handed military stabs, although I have not fought with people with my left hand for many years, but I have never stopped exercising. The god of war took a deep breath and spoke.

After saying these words, the military god changed the military thorn to his left hand, and the momentum on his body suddenly became more violent.

"It's a bit interesting, it seems that I still underestimate your military god, you can train your left hand to be stronger than your right hand, military god, you are indeed a genius. Leng Yi said excitedly.

Similarly, Qin Long also looked at the military god with a surprised expression, he didn't expect that the military god still hid such a trick.

"Xingtian God of War, I haven't lost yet, let's fight. With a wave of the left hand of the military god, the military spur was very flexible, like a spiritual snake, under the operation of the left hand of the military god, the sharp fangs were exposed, which caused a little trouble to Leng Yi, making it difficult for Leng Yi to adapt to this attack of the military god for a while.

At this time, the military thorn in the hand of the god of war is flexible, fierce and vicious, like a lurking poisonous snake, giving the enemy a fatal blow at any time. As for Leng Yi, while wielding a military thorn to resist, he was concentrating on watching the military god's moves, his eyes were shining, his expression was radiant, and he seemed to have an understanding.

Leng Yi admires the military god very much, although Leng Yi's military stabbing fighting technique is very powerful, but it relies more on strength and speed, but the military stabbing fighting technique of the military god is different, more on skills and moves, the military god has been immersed in military stabbing for decades, and each move has reached the peak level, like an antelope hanging on its horns, without a trace, but full of lethality.

The military god's method of stabbing and attacking made Leng Tianfang look at his vision and benefited a lot, and he secretly sighed that it was worth the trip.

At this time, Leng Yi and the god of war were still fighting fiercely, the two sides were back and forth, the fight was very fierce, Leng Yi was dealing with the attack of the god of war, and secretly learned the stabbing and killing skills of the god of war.

"God of War, your military stabbing and killing skills have broadened my eyes, benefited me a lot, and I have learned a lot of subtle moves, thank you. Leng Yi thanked.

"You can learn, that's what you're capable of, don't thank me. The military god responded calmly and did not dare to slack off.

"God of War, I really admire you, you are the first person I have ever seen who can use a military thorn so superbly. Leng Yi said in admiration.

"Thank you. There was a hint of joy on the face of the god of war.

"God of War, let's not waste time, let's win or lose with one move. Leng Yi slowly gathered his strength, intending to deliver the final blow.

"Good. Not to be outdone, the god of war raised his momentum to the highest.

The momentum of both sides rose to the peak, and it was about to explode, and the air was full of heaviness, bursting, and murderous coldness.

"Dragons stab the world. The dragon thorn in Leng Yi's hand was like a dazzling lightning, directly piercing the restrictions of space and stabbing at the military god. Between the lightning and flint, the dragon thorn appeared in front of the god of war.

"Kill ,,," The military god snorted coldly, the momentum on his body was like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and the military thorn in his hand was like a bullet piercing the space, rushing towards Leng Yi.